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soulpledgee Jun 2019
Cynthia and glass
soulpledgee
Jun 2019
Cynthia,
It's shine and bright outside
Cynthia,
hold this glass for a while
Cynthia,
make rainbow of white light
Cynthia,
let's go out for a while
Cynthia,
let's go where asphalt meets the sky
Oh Cynthia,
It turns hot as the sun rise
Cynthia,
don't burn your hands with fire inside
Oh Cynthia,
that's it for the times
oh Cynthia,
you already had 3 bottles of wine
Oh Cynthia,
Hold my shoulder,
don't trip while standing
don't fall with your face down
Cynthia,
I know glass gets heavy with time
drop it or hold it is your choice
Oh Cynthia,
you dropped it to stay on your own 2 feets
that's for the best I believe
Oh Cynthia,
let the shards stay where they fell
you'll get blood hands
if you try to.pick
Oh Cynthia
Brace yourself
we haven't reached where we meant
Cynthia,
we will take different route next day
Oh Cynthia,
don't pick those shards now
you'll get blood in your hands
Oh Cynthia,
I will find different pieces of broken
I will make mosaic,
as beautiful as the old
Oh Cynthia
don't cry
we have a long ahead
Though you'll take right
I'll take left
Oh Cynthia,
that's enough of crying
you already had 3 bottles of wine
let's get you to bed
Dear Cynthia ,
have a good night
It's shine and bright outside
Cynthia,
hold this glass for a while
Cynthia,
make rainbow of white light
Cynthia,
let's go out for a while
Cynthia,
let's go where asphalt meets the sky
Oh Cynthia,
It turns hot as the sun rise
Cynthia,
don't burn your hands with fire inside
Oh Cynthia,
that's it for the times
oh Cynthia,
you already had 3 bottles of wine
Oh Cynthia,
Hold my shoulder,
don't trip while standing
don't fall with your face down
Cynthia,
I know glass gets heavy with time
drop it or hold it is your choice
Oh Cynthia,
you dropped it to stay on your own 2 feets
that's for the best I believe
Oh Cynthia,
let the shards stay where they fell
you'll get blood hands
if you try to.pick
Oh Cynthia
Brace yourself
we haven't reached where we meant
Cynthia,
we will take different route next day
Oh Cynthia,
don't pick those shards now
you'll get blood in your hands
Oh Cynthia,
I will find different pieces of broken
I will make mosaic,
as beautiful as the old
Oh Cynthia
don't cry
we have a long ahead
Though you'll take right
I'll take left
Oh Cynthia,
that's enough of crying
you already had 3 bottles of wine
let's get you to bed
Dear Cynthia ,
have a good night
Everything is a glass in its own way
Xan Abyss Aug 2015
Beloved Cynthia
Xan Abyss
Aug 2015
Her visage shines like a diamond of despair
Lost I become in the dark pools of her eyes
Pale as the tundra, shining figure in the fog
Her aura thrilling, filling me with lust beneath the sky
As though in a dream
She wanders ever nearer
In the darkness and the fog
I can see her ever clearer
And like a freezing gust of wind
She throws herself upon my flesh
Her dark lips caress my own
Her face is beautiful as death
My beloved Cynthia
Her touch is cold as ice
Oh, my beloved Cynthia
In darkness we're entwined
My beloved Cynthia
My pain all fades away
Oh, my beloved Cynthia
In shadows I embrace
Oh, my beloved Cynthia!
This rapture is filling me
Killing me softly
The sorrow is fading
As sweet death consumes me
Beneath shining stars
My soul leaves my body
And falls to the ground
With her ghost still upon me
Beloved Cynthia
Forever mine
Beloved Cynthia
Two souls entwined
Beloved Cynthia
A beautiful end
My beloved Cynthia
United by death
Lost I become in the dark pools of her eyes
Pale as the tundra, shining figure in the fog
Her aura thrilling, filling me with lust beneath the sky
As though in a dream
She wanders ever nearer
In the darkness and the fog
I can see her ever clearer
And like a freezing gust of wind
She throws herself upon my flesh
Her dark lips caress my own
Her face is beautiful as death
My beloved Cynthia
Her touch is cold as ice
Oh, my beloved Cynthia
In darkness we're entwined
My beloved Cynthia
My pain all fades away
Oh, my beloved Cynthia
In shadows I embrace
Oh, my beloved Cynthia!
This rapture is filling me
Killing me softly
The sorrow is fading
As sweet death consumes me
Beneath shining stars
My soul leaves my body
And falls to the ground
With her ghost still upon me
Beloved Cynthia
Forever mine
Beloved Cynthia
Two souls entwined
Beloved Cynthia
A beautiful end
My beloved Cynthia
United by death
I wrote this when I discovered that Cynthia means "The Moon Incarnate"
So just.... know that if you're tring to name your daughter and you read this..
So just.... know that if you're tring to name your daughter and you read this..
Mario William Vitale Aug 2019
My Sweet Cynthia
Mario William Vitale
Aug 2019
My Sweet Cynthia
Cynthia
One foot on the floor one hand on the wheel
The notion of surprise maybe no big deal
We came this far not to turn back now
No use looking back when your hands on the plow
Shadows drift apart at the drop of the dime
Folding hands to forget the night,
When at night I close my eyes,
to think all the days gone by,
to feel again those passions past,
and feeble joy that never lasts,
I'm always drawn to thoughts of you, my only love my Cynthia
I think I found you in a dream,
the night I pressed beyond the seam,
where fantasy and reality meet
in summer mist so soft and sweet,
But you were all I ever felt, my deepest love, my Cynthia
But dreams just last within the night, when morning came,
Her soul took flight
I awake to find Her never there
She passes like the misty air
To leave me longing and alone, my painful love,
my Cynthia
Enigma love you swell the heart,
to crush the same when lovers part
But whether love and joy you bring
or bitter pain and Death's cold sting
I plead you come to me again, my final love,
My Cynthia
Oh Cynthia, I wait for thee
My heart, my soul belong to thee,
'Twas always thee that carried me
To where the Seraphs sang and we
Upon a lyre and a song
We sang along, we sang along.
A wordless tune entwined by hearts
A promise that we'd never part
The four wind blew their magic breath
Beyond the reach of Mr. Death
May flowers speak to me in mime
Oh Cynthia, I'm always thine.
*Always
Cynthia
One foot on the floor one hand on the wheel
The notion of surprise maybe no big deal
We came this far not to turn back now
No use looking back when your hands on the plow
Shadows drift apart at the drop of the dime
Folding hands to forget the night,
When at night I close my eyes,
to think all the days gone by,
to feel again those passions past,
and feeble joy that never lasts,
I'm always drawn to thoughts of you, my only love my Cynthia
I think I found you in a dream,
the night I pressed beyond the seam,
where fantasy and reality meet
in summer mist so soft and sweet,
But you were all I ever felt, my deepest love, my Cynthia
But dreams just last within the night, when morning came,
Her soul took flight
I awake to find Her never there
She passes like the misty air
To leave me longing and alone, my painful love,
my Cynthia
Enigma love you swell the heart,
to crush the same when lovers part
But whether love and joy you bring
or bitter pain and Death's cold sting
I plead you come to me again, my final love,
My Cynthia
Oh Cynthia, I wait for thee
My heart, my soul belong to thee,
'Twas always thee that carried me
To where the Seraphs sang and we
Upon a lyre and a song
We sang along, we sang along.
A wordless tune entwined by hearts
A promise that we'd never part
The four wind blew their magic breath
Beyond the reach of Mr. Death
May flowers speak to me in mime
Oh Cynthia, I'm always thine.
*Always